i want so badly to go back outside on the roof to tell you sometimes i want to marry you

16 ways to get back to my island i have so much love if i could hear it in their silence i’d be on my way to a perfect existence even from so far away, if could hear them when i’d listen

through the cyprus (across the oceans) and the mountains (this awful continent) and the pines i love you even from a plane when you’re just a tiny dot below me p-ssing too fast for human eyes to see i think those who live with ease to see a century might say to their cells “i love you even as a giant with you just tiny dots inside me” well, i put 16 ahead of all of that long ago i never looked back but tiny dots can’t scream loud enough for the human ear to perceive and now my human heart is weak

i know there’s so much love if i could hear it in the silence there’d be no blind, deaf, or dumb beyond descriptions of a science i’ll listen for your songs on my bike in the wind